Luyện nghe bài hát Scene: A Train Platform In Yorkshire/the House Upon The Hill

House the Hill

High on a sits a big old house
With wrong inside it.
Spirits haunt the
And make no now to hide it.

will put their souls to rest
And their ceaseless sighing?
Why do they call out names
And speak of one who's

MRS.
Well, you're right not to
uncle certainly isn't going
to trouble himself you.

And the hears the whispers
On the stairways and still,
And the spirits of secrets
In the upon the hill.

MRS.
a hunchback, you see.
And a young man he was,
and got no good of all his
and a big place he were married.

To my Aunt

MRS.
She a sweet, pretty thing and he'd
have the world over to get her
a blade of that she wanted. When
she died, it made him worse ever.

High on a hill a big old house
ith wrong inside it.
died, and someone's left
Alone and can't it.

in the house is a lonely man
Still by her beauty,
what a life can be
Where naught but duty.

Is it always so here?

MRS.
It's the moor. and miles
of land that nothing grows
on but and gorse and broom,
and nothing lives on but
and sheep.

What is that awful sound?

MRS.
That's the wind blowing through the
they call it wuthering sound
but look there that light
far across
be the gate it will.

And the master the whispers
On the dark and still,
And the spirits of secrets
In the upon the hill.